Verse 1:
I watched the fall of the 49
I sat and stared across the media's divine
I took part in the great mistakes…
Those many flounders; spitefully taste
Ohhhh ah ohhhh, ohhhh ah ohhhh
Verse 2:
An amalgamation of cultures
A bunch of conformist lovers
A world controlled by ma** media
Free trade, the selected few and ma** hysteria
Ohhhh ah ohhhh, ohhhh ah ohhhh
Chorus:
So turn your Televisions off;
Go outside, tell a friend and don't get stuck
Grow a heart, grow a brain, I wish you luck
Grow a heart, grow a brain, go insane…I wish you luck
Verse 3:
What kind of world do we live in?
Where we have to lock all our doors
There is no hope to believe in
There's nothing out there but smoke
What kind of world do we live in?
Where we have to lock all our doors
There is no hope to believe in
There's nothing out there but smoke